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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....

pepper puff signyfing

Posted on October 3, 2024 by istsfor manity

ideal and spleen a beloved cleansera spud comes late iconic fingermarks on linoleumworship stumbling cataclysm cob mink’s boohoos testedideal and spleen in reverse bidet surfers on the stormriding trample clamp trolleys tubular and decidedly gnarlypanorama jumpers in clay jeer the … Continue reading →

wisps of blue

Posted on October 2, 2024 by istsfor manity

Glossolalia : Echolalia (redux) Wrack & wreck & rookThat emprise begets another & againWe are out of time, this world not keenOn us but wishing to push us backBack to glossolalia—an echolaliaPangloss-ian & Martin-esque—The sound of a mouthful of wasps … Continue reading →

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abandon all hope

Posted on October 1, 2024 by istsfor manity

purgative pejoratives operate upon mewith the can openerrender me a jaggedpiece of election meatmake my heart a hologram ringfestoon my cisgendered sexwith ringlets of onionsome states eat pets with abandon (abandon all hope) my patrimony bleedslike a curlicue fibberlet us … Continue reading →

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incubated intubated spacesuited

Posted on September 30, 2024 by istsfor manity

The Last Nimbus A nebula forms around my headboard& congeals—a pulsating fathom’s roost. A blinding white flash—great speedwell & arrowhead fall. Encrusted like the lotus-eaters—incubated / intubated / spacesuited /pillows backboned. A pair of florins for eyewear—now set for the … Continue reading →

seventh planetary boundary

Posted on September 29, 2024 by istsfor manity

Memorable Stuff I Read This Week Blue poured into summer blue,A hawk broke from his cloudless tower,The roof of the silo blazed, and I knewThat part of my life was over. — Stanley Kunitz / “End of Summer” As floodwaters … Continue reading →

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machination foreleg tactical

Posted on September 28, 2024 by istsfor manity

icy baffles fu tanka rowlock fealty fuhummingbird machinationforeleg tacticalcardinal swath anagramaqueduct nightmare fissures What I’m Reading: At the cliff of desolation I make my homeFar from the batsThe moon will not roost — Matt Broaddus / “The Answer Is Beef”

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stopping to listen

Posted on September 27, 2024 by istsfor manity

Truncheons & Bathyspheres I live in a parallel universe of my own devising. I live most of my days in a dank cell, in the bowels of a vast complex of cells. I am allowed to write for fifteen minutes … Continue reading →

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leaflets of color

Posted on September 26, 2024 by istsfor manity

graphic scourges thee first woundhis intermediary explorationof synesthesiac particularityakin to visual musicor graphic scourgesfrom apparent cellular shavingshanging a pendulous doctoratedrawn directly from squints+luminous winkles+leaflets of color pawpaws made into astonishing compotes scripture filled with soaks skims +sneezes +eyewitness darkroomstarot caribous+ … Continue reading →

fruit for rotting

Posted on September 25, 2024 by istsfor manity

Pocket o’ Blues (redux) Maria says posthaste when she means post-punk. It has something to do with the wiring in her head. I have a box full of letters, and she has a box full of coca leaves from her trip … Continue reading →

sharp trajectory postcard

Posted on September 24, 2024 by istsfor manity

new anesthetic warrior (haiku tercet) tenor possessionanesthetic finder dronesbreathlessly forward woodland offensive/ serviette for new retainers /circumflex ingot his fingertips zoomsharp trajectory postcardzips death from above What I’m Listening To: I could stare at the sun and sea all day … Continue reading →

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